KGI: When Day Breaks Part 1
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WHEN DAY BREAKS.
by Maya Banks.
In loving memory of Pat Pattarozzi.
She was a true "Mama Kelly" and will be missed by many. I hope you enjoy your angel's wings as you lovingly look after your family from heaven.
CHAPTER 1.
BIG Eddie Sinclair sat behind his aged wooden desk in his big empty house-a house that had once been filled with love and laughter-his gnarled, callused hands shaking.
Sweat beaded his forehead and ran in thin rivulets down his temples, tracing a line over grooved, aged, weather-beaten skin. His hands shook so badly that the papers he'd been holding fell, scattering on the desk, some sliding onto the floor.
He stared up, his gaze unconsciously seeking out the mantel over the fireplace his wife had insisted on having installed in his working s.p.a.ce. She hadn't wanted him to ever get cold. The idea that Big Eddie Sinclair's gentle wife had been concerned that he'd get cold would have gotten him laughed out of the barracks. His bada.s.s buddies would never let him hear the end of it.
Eddie was a big man. A killer. Trained by the best. And in turn he had trained the best. But right now he felt as helpless as a newborn babe. Fear, an emotion that until the day his first child was born had been completely alien to him, gripped him by the b.a.l.l.s, freezing his insides. He rubbed at his chest in an effort to alleviate the discomfort and closed his eyes, trying to rid himself of the images the threat had invoked.
He'd lived his life knowing that he was invincible. He wasn't egotistical. Men who served with the men he served with didn't think they were good. They knew they were good.
And none of that ability had been able to save his precious wife.
He closed his eyes more tightly against the betraying sting of tears. Even years later, thinking of the love of his life had the power to bring him to his knees. A lifetime of regret stored in the years since she'd died, leaving him with three young children to love, protect and raise on his own. And by G.o.d, he'd done just that. He'd made certain they were protected above all else.
And now his precious Eden, his only daughter, was a target. All because of him and the life he'd led, the choices he'd made. The mistakes he'd made in the past. All coming back to haunt him. Still f.u.c.king haunting him every G.o.dd.a.m.n night.
She was the image of her mother not only in looks but in all aspects. Gentle. Loving. A heart of gold. Sweet and innocent. Always willing to look for the good in people. Never seeing the bad.
It wasn't said in so many words, the threat. But he knew. His gaze fell on the blown-up glossy photos of his daughter. Taken in a moment of unguardedness, a rarity for Eden because he'd taught her to never let her guard down. She might have the face of an angel and pose for cameras for a living, but she had the mind of a soldier. Eddie had ensured that.
I'll take from you what you took from me. I won't stop until pain is all you see, all you feel, all you know. I'll take every single thing you love and then you'll die. Beautiful, isn't she?
The note, so simple and yet so life changing, stared back at him, ugly, black.
The photos of Eden glimmered in his vision. Taken of her when she thought she was out of the camera's eye. None of the glamorous clothing or makeup. If he weren't so terrified, he would have softened at the real Eden. More comfortable in sweats, hair in a ponytail, face devoid of cosmetics. So beautiful it hurt to look at her because she reminded him so much of her mother.
He reached for the phone, dialing her number before he thought better of it. As it rang, he nearly hung up, but Eden would only call back. What could he possibly say to her?
He had security around her. The best money could buy and yet he knew there was better out there. It wasn't her he needed to talk to. He needed to speak to others. People who would ensure her safety and put her life before theirs. That kind of blind loyalty was hard to find. Not many men, no matter what, were willing to sacrifice their lives for someone else.
Civilians couldn't possibly understand that kind of selflessness. They lived in their little bubbles never thinking about the thousands of young American men and women who gave their lives so the rest of America could exist in willful, ignorant bliss.
He didn't need private security. What he needed was military.
Eden's voice came over the line just as he started to disconnect.
"Hi, Dad!"
Her cheerful voice hit a deep part of his heart that never failed to tighten whenever she was near.
"Hi, baby," he said gruffly. "How are you?"
"I'm good. What's up?"
"Nothing," he said hastily. "I just . . . I just wanted to hear your voice."
"Is everything all right? Are you okay, Dad?"
The worry in her voice shook him from his dark thoughts. The very last thing he wanted was her worried and distracted. If she was focused on something else-him-then she wouldn't be paying attention like she should. She'd make a mistake. Slip up. Allow someone the chance to get to her.
"I'm fine, baby girl," he said, making his voice stronger. "I just wanted to see how my girl was doing."
"I'm good. Just got done with the afternoon shoot. If I never see another froufrou yip-yap dog it'll be too soon," she grumbled.
Despite the gravity of the situation, Eddie smiled. No. His girl wasn't one for irritating furb.a.l.l.s. She'd much rather be surrounded by bigger, stronger dogs. Her "baby" was an English mastiff well over two hundred pounds.
"King is going to be p.i.s.sed when he smells these other dogs on me," she said in disgust. "I'll have to bribe him with treats for a week."
"Are you resting enough?" he asked. "Don't let your agent work you into the ground, Eden."
She laughed. "If anything I work him too hard. You know that, Dad. He's always after me to slow down. And well, maybe one day I will. But right now I have to hit it hard while I'm still in demand. In another year or two, no one will want me. There's always someone younger, prettier coming up the ranks. And you know that I'm getting old in model years."
He rolled his eyes and let out a grumble. Didn't make a d.a.m.n bit of sense to him. Eden was only twenty-four years old and yet she talked like she was some middle-aged nag about to be put out to pasture. She constantly reminded him that for a model, she was old.
"Oh hey, let me go, Dad. That's Ryker calling now. We've been playing phone tag all day and I have to tell him happy birthday."
Eddie's chest tightened at the mention of his middle child. Eden's older brother. The two were as thick as thieves. Always had been. Eddie hadn't forgotten his son's birthday. But he'd put his call to him off because he knew what he'd say wouldn't be the best birthday message in the world.
"Talk to you later, then. Love you," Eddie said gruffly.
"Love you too, Dad," she sang out just before the line went silent.
Still gripping his phone, he hesitated only a brief moment before punching in a seemingly endless series of numbers and codes. He'd sworn he'd never involve Guy again. Not after what he'd done for Eddie in the name of revenge after his wife had died. No, she hadn't just f.u.c.king died. She'd been murdered.
Eddie closed his eyes in frustration when once again he failed to connect to the one person he trusted with Eden's life. A man who'd never allow anyone to hurt her.
"Hanc.o.c.k," Eddie said raspingly, clearing his throat in order to leave yet another message. "It's me. Big Eddie Sinclair. I need your help. It's Eden. I'm afraid . . ." He broke off, refusing to allow his weaknesses to be aired over even a secure line. "I need your help. Call me as soon as you get this."
He ended the call and then leaned back in his chair, dreading what he had to do next. Weariness and dread a.s.sailed him. His sons wouldn't understand. How could they? Eddie had never confided in them that their mother's death was no accident and that her killer had been ruthlessly hunted down and taken out. Though he hadn't been present, he knew without asking that his wife's killer's death had been slow and painful. The mission had been deeply personal to Hanc.o.c.k as well, for Eddie's wife was in all ways a surrogate mother to Hanc.o.c.k himself.
Now Eddie had to call them. Because he had to ask for their help if they were going to close ranks around Eden.
He punched in Raid's number and waited, knowing that unless his son was out on a call, he'd answer. Two seconds later, his idea was confirmed when his son answered.
"Hey, Dad. Shouldn't you be calling the worm today? It's his birthday, not mine."
"Hold on while I conference him in," Eddie said in a short, grim voice.
Raid fell silent. It was a testament to his training and discipline that he didn't immediately demand to know what was wrong. A moment later, Ryker answered with a short h.e.l.lo.
"Son, Raid's on the phone as well," Eddie said by way of greeting.
"Ah great, a twofer," Ryker said cheerfully. "I just got off the phone with Eden. Now my day is complete."
"What's wrong, Dad?" Raid asked, cutting through Ryker's mood.
"I need you both to come," Eddie said. "I can't discuss it over the phone. I'll explain everything when you get here. I need you to hurry."
CHAPTER 2.
"SMILE! Come on Eden, give me sultry. That's it. One more. Perfect!"
Eden arched her neck, flipped her hair over one shoulder and sent her most smoldering glance straight into the camera lens. Her neck ached and she wanted a break, but there was still the dogs to contend with.
"Okay, that's a wrap. Justin, where are the G.o.dd.a.m.n mutts?" the photographer bellowed.
On cue, two chihuahuas were carried onto the set while another a.s.sistant changed the backdrop. As Justin shoved one of the dogs into her arms, the tiny dog snarled at Eden and began to yap furiously.
"Yeah, yeah, the feeling's entirely mutual," Eden growled back. "Stupid hairball."
"Uh, Eden, they don't have much hair," Justin said in his tinny voice.
She rolled her eyes. The guy was so literal. "It was an expression," she said uselessly.
"Well, whatever, but be nice to them. We need to get these shots and you can't be scowling, nor can they be growling at you. You're supposed to be laughing. Flirty. Cute even."
Eden had to call back the growl that rumbled in her throat. King, her mastiff, wouldn't forgive this transgression. As soon as he smelled other dogs on her, he'd sulk for eternity. That is, until she broke out the treats as a peace offering.
Pasting on her brightest smile, she cuddled, or as much as she could when the dog was a wiggling ma.s.s of unhappiness, and turned her attention to the camera.
The photographer shot rapid-fire, capturing every angle. He barked commands at Eden as if she were the dog, and then she got on her knees and the two dogs gathered around her as she acted out playing with them, her smile bright, cheeks aching from the effort.
She had a huge, huge shoot the day after tomorrow and if they didn't get this wrapped up today, there went her one day off to get some much-needed downtime before the Aria cosmetics commercial shoot.
It had been a huge coup to land the lucrative contract. It would set Eden up enough that she could retire if she so chose, though she planned to work a few more years. She would only be in demand a few more years at best. There was always someone younger, more beautiful, more eager climbing the ranks. While Eden might be the big thing today, there was nothing to say that tomorrow she wouldn't be yesterday's star.
But she did plan to slow down some at least. She had already planned a vacation after the Aria account was finished. Already she was imagining being home with her father and brothers. Maybe she'd take them someplace nice. To the mountains. They all loved it there. It didn't really matter, though. She just wanted to be around her family again. It had been months since the last time she'd seen them for more than a day here and there. Though it had made her schedule tight and taken away from much-needed rest, she'd scheduled flights home occasionally when she had only a day between gigs.
"Are you with me, Eden?" the photographer snapped. "Believe me, sweetie, we all have things we'd rather be doing, but don't let me hold you up. By all means take all afternoon."
Eden shot him a glare before snapping back to the task at hand. She was bone weary and she was just ready to be done with it so she could sleep about twenty-four hours before flying to Paris for the Aria shoot. She had to look her absolute best. Fresh. Rested. Sparkling with life.
For another half hour she suffered through endless smiles, ignoring the dogs that seemed to hate her and getting them to cooperate for the camera. At one point, Eden slid her hand underneath the belly of one of the pooches, intending to scoop him playfully so they were nose to nose. Only the dog wasn't having it and sank his sharp teeth into Eden's hand.
"Ouch! d.a.m.n it!"
She dropped the dog and held her hand in her other palm, glaring at the offending dog, who looked supremely pleased with himself.
"Okay, that's a wrap," the photographer said in an irritated tone. "Get someone to look at her hand, d.a.m.n it. Are you up to date on your teta.n.u.s shots, Eden?"
She gritted her teeth, still glaring at the smug dog she was positive was laughing at her.
"I'm fine. He didn't break the skin." Thank G.o.d. Her hands would be predominantly on display in the upcoming commercials, as would the rest of her body. She didn't need any blemishes or cuts.
Still, one of the a.s.sistants rushed over with a first-aid kit and clucked and fussed over Eden until he was satisfied that the spot was only red and would likely fade within a few hours.
She listened as he rattled off a ton of instructions for how to treat it, moisturize it and care for it so her skin was perfect for the upcoming shoot. She tuned it all out and glanced to where David and Micah waited in the wings.
They recognized it for the SOS it was and pushed forward, flanking her and herding her toward the exit.
"Thank G.o.d that's done," Eden muttered.
"Oh, I don't know," Micah drawled. "You looked kind of cute with the little hairless rats."
She shot him a dirty look that guaranteed payback.
The two men her father had insisted oversee her personal security and travel with her everywhere she went situated her between them as they left the studio. They were nearly to the waiting car, the driver having been alerted by David that they were coming out, when the world seemed to explode around them.
Screams sounded shrilly in Eden's ears as she went down hard, a two-hundred-pound man on top of her. There were hoa.r.s.e shouts, more screams and the sound of scrambling people on the sidewalk. More gla.s.s shattering, windows of the building being broken out.
A car roared up, a barrier between Eden and whatever the h.e.l.l was doing the . . . shooting? She dimly registered that it sounded like bullets smacking into concrete and gla.s.s, and she was certainly acquainted with what bullets sounded like.
Then she found herself hauled up and thrown into the backseat of the car and then Micah's hoa.r.s.e shout of "Go, go, go!"
The car screeched, tires burning rubber on asphalt as they careened away from the scene.
"What the h.e.l.l's going on?" Eden gasped.
Her body felt bruised and she dimly wondered if she would be sc.r.a.ped and b.l.o.o.d.y for the Aria shoot. They wouldn't be happy with any delays. They were on an extremely tight production schedule and were cramming two weeks' worth of filming into just a few days.
"Shooter," David said grimly.
"But why?" Eden asked in bafflement. "That's crazy! You mean some random sniper just started shooting at people on the sidewalk?"
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